When you stopped caring about me I stopped caring about myself too.
I stopped caring if I looked pretty
I stopped wearing your favorite perfume
I stopped washing my clothes that still have a hint of your scent on them
I stopped curling my hair the way you like
I stopped painting my nails
I stopped torturing myself to look thin
I stopped talking to people
I stopped looking both ways before crossing the street
I stopped seeing the beauty in the sunset
I stopped whipping the smeared makeup off my face after crying on the subway
I stopped smiling
I stopped laughing
I stopped seeing the joy in a world without you
I stopped treating myself like I mattered

And the sad thing is,
there is no happy ending
Nobody came to save me
Not even a smile from a stranger on the street 
Nobody knew I stayed awake at night tearing up my insides
trying to get rid of the memory of your skin on my skin,
your lips pressed hard against my neck
but it never works
You are still constantly running through my mind
day and night
All I can think about is you
and I f***ing hate the way you left me.

Because the moment you left me, I left myself too